

Salon confidential Chapter oneLike it or not, in every salon there is a marathon cutter. They will seat you, snip you, overcharge you, and send you out the door scratching your head in a matter of minutes. They will work all day, through their lunch, without a single break, cutting hair conveyor-belt style, turning out ceaser after bowlcut after ceaser with a twirl of their cheap scissors and a misleading smile. They will conveniently forget sales and discounts, they will sell you useless products to up their commission and they will usually do it in an astonishingly small amount of time. Most of them (or at least a great many) are not certified in the least. TruthSalon confidential Chapter one


NormaNorma comes every Wednesday for her roller set. She shuffles, doughy and restful, soft jowls quivering in concentration, rubber-soled shoes slapping the tiles and drops gracelessly and exhausted into the end chair, on the left. I will be rinsing color bowls, squishing the unused pigment between my fingers. The sinks are black gloss, lacquered, clear enough to glimpse shards of your own face in the burnished surface; and the color is not yet oxidized, cool curdled jelly that burns in the cracks of your fingers. I love color, though I have learned I will never be a colorist. I am too impulsive, too itchy. After the rollers are woundNorma
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I want to be everywhere
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Opium delirium, its quite intense...reminds me of something i cant remember....
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monroe does not exist because she is dead. and she is not a paradoxe and she was blonde so she was hot.
much appreciated
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All you need is ♥love♥...but a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurtCharles M. Schulza♥m
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How are you?
thanks for the
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she was so sweet, i could eat her brains like jam.
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I want to be everywhere
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too much daisy for your duke...
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I want to be everywhere
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Sometimes you sound like you just need a big hug.
sounds weird, but I really CARE about you.
All my best.
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too much daisy for your duke...
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too much daisy for your duke...
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there is no must in art because art is free
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I want to be everywhere
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there is no must in art because art is free
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I want to be everywhere
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You should check out some of my NIN stuff floating around on mine, maybe keep an eye out for me uploading more whenever I get unlazy and scour my harddrive for all the stuff I havn't posted.
I love it when google searches lead me to new things and people
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It won't let me kill the signature!
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you are wonderfully talented.
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I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out.
your porch attacked my toe
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she was so sweet, i could eat her brains like jam.
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I want to be everywhere
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"Momma was an opium smoker, she light it with a red hot poker, she'd never take a bath, we'd ask her, she'd just laugh, cause Momma was an opium smoker"
-Rasputina
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everywhere i look
your all i see
a fading fucking reminder
of who i used to be
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